Three Buns

Eating burger means you're ready to mess up your lipstick! And I absolutely agree!!

Just now, I stopped by at Three Buns, for lunch. I arrived with fuscia lipstick on, ah! I was alone. But after my burger came, it was messed up by that Baby Huey. Is that delicious? Not really, it was just so-so. But I've never expected anything for the burger, before. Because, I've read some reviews. Unless, I expected for the ambience of its place. And yes, I like that place. Fresh, youth and fun. Weekend means doing everything I want without worries fat-sad-and blahblahblah. So, I ate everything I want.

Well, beside Baby Huey, I also ordered Naughty Fries and Sherbie Hancock for drink. Naughty Fries is friench fries with spiced béarnaise, beef chilli, crisp shallots, parmesan and sesame seeds. And those fries was so good. But, I need mooooore Sherbie Hancock, citrus sherbert lemonade. It-is-so-damngood!

How bout the prices? They will rob your money, honey.

Are guys curious? Catch your own buns!

Three Buns - Burger and Heads
Jl. Senopati Raya No. 90
Kebayoran Baru, Jakarta Selatan 12190
Opening Hours: 11 AM - 12 PM

threebuns.com

The Other August 16th

Happy birthday! *they said*

Wish you all the best! *they wished*

May all your dreams come true! *they prayed*

Oh, God! Aamiin for those who pray for me.

What's so special with birthday?

What makes birthday so happening for some people?

Does it mean too much?

It's just the other August 16th for me, I'm turning into 24 years old.

Midnight call is a-not-really-special-thing even it was a one good thing for me, hide and seek surprise is so years ago. What else? Birthday is just birthday. Nothing else.

The last time I really happy when birthday came was at 9 yo. Ah! But last year was perfect birthday for me. Friends, family, even there was no lover, but it was just perfect. *you can scroll at previous page until you find last year post*

See you, The Other August 16th!

*Sorry for too much Benedict, recently. I tried to move on but I was trapped on him, again!*

There's Nothing I Could Say That You Haven't Heard

Benedict Cumberbatch - Can't Keep It Inside

(OST. AUGUST : OSAGE COUNTY)

Well I've never been a man of many words

And there's nothing I could say that you haven't heard

But, I'll sing you love songs 'till the day I die

The way I'm feeling, I can't keep it inside

I'll sing a sweet serenade whenever you're feeling sad

And a lullaby each night before you go to bed

I'll sing to you for the rest of your life

The way I'm feeling, I can't keep it inside

No, I can't keep it inside.

PS: put this song on your playlist, please? Or at least, listen once or twice.

Good night.

Sherlock!

Remember, Khan Singh? Ah right, a villain figure in Star Trek. But I talk about Benedict uhmmm, I forget. I’ll googling first. Wait…..

...........................

Aha! Benedict Cumberbatch. Such a weird name.

I recently watched Sherlock Series (FINALLY!). There are 3 seasons already, and I should wait for the next season about a year L *that’s why I hate serials!* But, I’ll rewatch it. Yeayyy!

Sherlock oh Sherlock, The Sociopath I really adore from Conan Doyle’s fiction. Mind freak, genius, mind palace founder, careless, loveless, ridiculous, bossy and alone, he said. Benedict was chosen to role as Sherlock. And Martin Freeman as John Watson. They both work together to solve cases.

Well, I’m so excited with both of Sherlock and Benedict. I got some trivia on its TV series.
1. On this TV series, John's wife, Mary, is Martin Freeman's real wife.

 

2. Then, I wonder how does Ben’s girlfriend look alike? And I found his ex-girlfriend in Sherlock season 1 episode 2, as secretary, Amanda. *When that seasons played they weren’t split yet.*

3. Next, I found his real parents as Holmes’ parents on season 3 episode 1 and episode 3. *Hahaha I’m too curious.*

Holmes Family (Sherlock, parents, Mycroft)

So, which one I adore actually? Sherlock, of course.But, Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock? I can’t resist him!

Cliché

Semoga segala yang dicita-citakan dapat tercapai.

Kalimat itu kerap sekali terdengar sebagai untaian doa. Betapa terlambatnya aku memahami, kalimat yang terdengar klise namun nyatanya adalah doa. Aku hanya mengamini sekedarnya, dulu. Hingga akhirnya aku sadar, kalimat itu adalah keajaiban. Sebuah energi yang disalurkan melalui doktrin yang terucap. Yang aku cita-citakan, yang aku inginkan. Hal-hal yang aku gantung setinggi langit. Memanjakan imajinasiku mengelilingi dunia. Mengantar keinginanku mencapai perwujudan dari mimpi-mimpi. 

Aku mencintaimu.

Dua dibanding sepuluh aku akan benar-benar mengucapkan itu dengan tulus. Atau setidaknya hanya untuk memberi kesenangan atau kelegaan. Tapi aku tidak pernah berbohong untuk mencintai. Kadang aku tidak peduli dengan perbandingan cinta. Aku tidak peduli apabila, semisalnya saja, ternyata dia tidak secinta aku padanya. Aku tidak peduli. Aku mencintainya dari menerjang sinar pagi hingga aku berangkulan dengan lukisan malam.

Jika jodoh, tidak akan kemana.

Di satu sisi aku percaya dengan kalimat ini, namun di sisi lain aku terusik. Jodoh, apakah selalu dipertemukan dalam sebuah kemegahan pelaminan? Atau senyatanya adalah hati terikat hingga pekat? Tapi sungguh, aku percaya pada Tuhan. Dia tidak seiseng itu, mengijinkan sehelai daun menapak bumi. Tuhan juga tidak sebercanda ini untuk membiarkan perasaan mencintai hingga titik terdalam. Tuhan tidak setega itu, membiarkan Adam dan Hawa terpisah beribu tahun dan beratus ribu mil jauhnya. Aku ingin menjadi Hawa yang dipertemukan kembali pada pemilik hatinya.

Kuatkan dirimu dan bersabarlah.

Aku berkali-kali berpikir. Apa yang orang-orang tua tangisi padaku; ayahku, nenek-nenekku, bahkan pembantuku. Tertera jelaskah kesedihanku? Atau tertuliskah bebanku? Dan dengan tepukan di sela pelukan, selalu terselip kalimat "Bersabarlah, nak! Tuhan bersamamu, hati emas." Aku terlalu sibuk mengasihani orang lain, hingga aku lupa mengasihani diriku sendiri. Aku terlalu sibuk menjaga hati orang lain, hingga aku lupa hatiku lebih terluka dari milik siapapun. Kuatkan saja dirimu sendiri, jangan pikirkan aku. Bersabarlah sendiri, jangan kasihani aku. Menjadi aku, tidak semudah yang dibayangkan siapapun. Menjadi kamu, dia, mereka pun akan sama-sama tidak akan semudah yang terlihat. Namun aku tidak menolak untuk bertukar peran, seandainya bisa.

Maaf.

Apa guna dosa jika ada maaf? Bagaimana seharusnya aku menjadi pemaaf? Berlapang hati memaafkan kesalahan. Meredam dendam dan melupakan. Maaf, aku bukan manusia yang dengan mudah memaafkan, apalagi melupakan. Bahkan jika malaikat mencatatku menjadi seorang yang pendendam, aku akan mengiyakan. Tapi aku mohon, catatlah namaku saja. Jangan siapa-siapa. Ah, lagi-lagi aku selalu memikirkan orang lain, tapi tidak dengan diriku sendiri. Aku menertawai diriku sendiri. Seperti sesungguhnya orang lain lakukan juga padaku, di belakangku, bahkan tepat di depanku. Maaf adalah klise yang terulang.

Klise adalah hal yang paling menyakitkan.

D-Day :)

I thank God to create me.

To let me live as me.

To have everything I had.

To love the man I love.

To give me a hardest part.

Because, there's a man knows that I can't lie.

There's a man knows what I really feel.

There's a heart knows where my head runs to.

There's a couple of eyes knows why my eyes teary.

Without any word.

May we're blessed to meet again, everyday.

Aamiin.

Our Window

Noah and The Whale - Our Window

Well it's four in the morning, things are getting heavy

And we both know that its over, but we're both not ready

And you're talking like a stranger, so I don't know what to do

And I'm calloused and I'm cruel to everyone but you

Yeah the stars shining through our window

And the stars shining through our window

And it's been a while since I stared at the stars

Yeah it's been a while since I stared at the stars

Spring can be the cruelest of months

But bringing in your life

Yeah we're promising so much

Like the pledge that you gave when you said that you'd always love me

But we both know by autumn you're like the color of leaves

Yeah the stars shining through our window

And the stars shining through our window

And its been a while since I stared at the stars

Yeah it's been a while since I stared at the stars

Well I don't think that it's the end, but I know we can't keep going

Well I don't think that it's the end, but I know we can't keep going

Because blue skies are coming, but I know that it's hard

This song sounds cruel for me. This is so true. This is killing my mind. I'm shot to pieces.

-and you're talking like a stranger, so I don't know what to do-